The boats rocked up and down on the water and
bounced about like corks.
The twins and Koko thought this was great fun, but the Angakok
didn't like it a bit. One wave splashed over him, and some of the
water went down his neck.
All the grown people knew that if they hadn't rowed quickly away
from shore when Kesshoo called they might have been upset and
drowned.
IV.
When the waves made by the iceberg had calmed down again, Kesshoo
paddled round among the boats.
He said, "I think we'd better land about a mile above here.
There's a stream there, and perhaps we can get some salmon for
our dinner."
He led the way in his kyak, and all the other boats followed.
They kept out of the path of the iceberg, which had already
floated some distance from the shore, and it was not long before
they came to a little inlet.
Kesshoo paddled into it and up to the very end of it, where a
beautiful stream of clear water came dashing down over the rocks
into the sea.
The hills sloped suddenly down to the shore. The sun shone
brightly on the green slopes, and the high cliffs behind shut off
the cold north winds. It was a little piece of summer set right
down in the valley.
"Oh, how beautiful!" everybody cried.
The boats were soon drawn up on the beach, the women and children
tumbled out, and then began preparations for dinner.
The women got out their cooking pots, and Koolee set to work to
make a fireplace out of three stones.
They had blubber and moss with them, but how could they get a
fire? They had no matches.
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